Afterthoughts...

[trinsy]

So on Monday I wrote that I was depressed after reading my horrible writings from three to six years ago.  I was very upset when I wrote that entry.  I was in the "depths of despair", as Anne Shirley would say.  But today things are really looking up.  I talked to Camryn this morning, and she pointed out to me that the fact that I wrote anything at the age of ten, regardless of its quality, is really pretty amazing.  And then I got to thinking about it, and I remember reading somewhere that as a writer, 90% of what you write you'll hate.  And I also realized I am a total perfectionist when it comes to my writing (which is bizarre, because I'm never a perfectionist in any other area of my life), which means that I will rewrite the same paragraph for months and still never be completely satisfied with it.  So it's totally natural that I wouldn't like what I used to write.  And also, yesterday I was looking at those old files, and I came across one titled "Story", which wasn't very descriptive, so I opened it up, and I found my very first draft of The Postcard.  For those of you who don't know (which is probably all of you), The Postcard is a story I began a few months before my thirteenth birthday, and ditched around this time last year.  To see what it started out as and what it eventually evolved into was absolutely wonderful for me.  It did me no end of good.

So, to make a long story - er - shorter, I am now quite cheered up.  On with writing, and may every word I write be better than the one before.

Jerry the Frog Spoof Line of the Moment: Gandalf: Look everyone, I’m back in the Shire.
Frodo: Whoohoo! It’s my only chance in this movie to be happy!
Gandalf: Good for you. Let’s see how many names of book chapters we can add into the dialogue.

Deep Thought of the Day: Whenever I see an old lady slip and fall on a wet sidewalk, my first instinct is to laugh. But then I think, what if I was an ant, and she fell on me? Then it wouldn’t seem quite so funny. ~ Jack Handy